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There’s a beautiful land
that no mortal hath seen,
For it lieth afar from our sight;
But we know that its hills
are eternally green,
And its rivers are rivers of light.
O beautiful, beautiful land!
O land where all sorrow shall cease!
Where the soul, satisfied,
Evermore shall abide
By this fair, shining river of peace!
‘Tis a wonderful land,
for it knoweth no night,
And its brightness is dimmed by no pain;
For the blessed who dwell
‘mid the regions of light
Shall never know sorrow again.
O beautiful, beautiful land!
O land where all sorrow shall cease!
Where the soul, satisfied,
Evermore shall abide
By this fair, shining river of peace!
There the songs of redeemed ones
for ever arise,
And the King in His beauty they see:
O beautiful land,
with thy shadowless skies,
My weary heart yearneth for thee.
O beautiful, beautiful land!
O land where all sorrow shall cease!
Where the soul, satisfied,
Evermore shall abide
By this fair, shining river of peace!
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